Spitball Army

April 20, ’43
Tues. 2000

Dearest Sweetheart:  I love you.

Hope you are still feeling fine and as happy as ever.  You’re a honey because you always make the best over any situation and take life as it comes.  You’re just the partner I need in life, because you can teach me a lot.

Have the particular National Geog. magazine mentioned and am enjoying the first article immensely, and of course, am extremely interested.  Now that our examination is over, can get back to some more reading.  It wasn’t a very stiff test and am sure I passed all right.  Took some more dictation at the Blood Bank today, along with doing other things.

This is really a beautiful day and would like very much to be hiking with you through the woods.

Dr. McBroom had another heart attack and was in Mayo Clinic for awhile.  Understand his daughter is teaching a boys’ class in engineering somewhere.

Bought a box of Easter eggs and sent them to Patricia, the “little sister” and her brothers and sisters.  They are so poor and have so little.  Certainly they know where to take any discarded clothing now.  Have already brought them some coats and other apparel.  I do like to do some good in my own little way.

‘Bye Lover and I’ll be writing again tomorrow.  Golly, I miss you, Darling.

Love,
Bev